Selfishness arises from my hope of something I've never known someone to save me maybe I am just a girl looking for the cliche love story except it's not romance i want but just to be accepted

I dont even know where to begin to be a daughter

Writing is my only form of comfort in my small enclosed little world

Growing up in a home without maternal love the acceptance of leaving u is 2 hard to bear leaving u is losing a part of myself

Comfort in woman,the way to my heart is ur kindness love me because i will love you